2. Remember then, O Saviour, I supplicate of Thee, That here I bowed before Thee Upon my bended knee; That here I owned Thy Presence, And did not Thee deny; And glorified Thy greatness, Though hid from human eye. 3. Accept Divine Redeemer, The homage of my praise; Be Thou the light and honor And glory of my days; Be Thou my consolation When death is drawing nigh; Be Thou my only treasure Through all eternity. Copyright 1920 by N. A. M. Page 84-85 ---------- No.56 THE BLESSED SACRAMENT Wondrous love that cannot falter (Hymn of the Association of Perpetual Adoration) Tr. Rt. Rev. Msgr. H. T. Henry Ch. Gounod Arr. by N. A. M. Andante con espressione 1. Wondrous love that cannot falter! Jesus in the Host doth dwell Day and night upon the Alter Near to those He loves so well. Refrain Low in endless worship bent, Praise the Blessed Sacrament. 2. Angel hosts are hushed in wonder And adore with folded wings: For the lowly Species under, Hidden lies the King of Kings. 3. Tho' the Heav'nly choir rejoices Praise and sing His loving ear Seeks the tribute of our voices: 'Tis for us He waiteth here! 4. All He hath in highest Heaven Veiled in the Host we see: And to us the care is given Of His wondrous poverty. 5. Bread of Angels! Who can measure All it means? this daily food And the daily granted treasure Of His sacrificial Blood? 6. Bending low in adoration Ever constant let us be, Making Jesus Reparation For the worlds in constancy. Copyright 1920 by N. A. M. Page 86-87 ---------- No. 57 THE BLESSED SACRAMENT O Food to Pilgrims Given O Esca Viatorum 17th Century H. Isaak (1493) Translated by Rt. Rev. Msgr. H. T. Henry, Litt.D. Harmonized by J. S. Bach Slowly 1. O Food of pilgrims given, Bread of the hosts of Heaven Thou Manna of the sky! Feed with the blessed sweetness, Of Thy divine completeness The hearts that for Thee sigh. 2. O Fountain ruby glowing, O stream of love outflowing From Jesus' pierc-ed Side! This thought alone shall bless us This one desire possess us, To drink of Thy sweet tide. 3. We love Thee, Jesu tender Who hid'st Thine awful splendor Beneath these veils of grace: O let the veils be riven, And our clear eye in heaven Behold Thee face to face! Copyright 1920 by N. A. M. Page 88 ---------- No. 58 THE SACRED HEART O Heart of Jesus, Heart of God Lady G. Fullerton Nicola. A. Montani Moderato 1. O Heart of Jesus, Heart of God, O source of boundless love; By angels praised, by saints adored From their bright throne above. The poorest, saddest heart on earth, May claim Thee for its own; O burning, throbbing Heart of Christ, Too late, too little known. 2. The hearts of men are often hard And full of selfish care; But in the Sacred Heart we find A refuge from despair. To Thee, my Jesus, then I come, A poor and helpless child; And on Thine own words "Come to Me," My only hope I build.